Old Man

Wisdom fell from the ashes of his cigarette as he leaned in with vodka breath... The old man whispered secrets of life and certain death... He looked over his glasses and gazed with a clever grin... He explained the difference between crimes against humanity and sin... I listened intently to him as he took another drink... After he finished I stood numb, dumbfounded as I washed his glass in the sink... His age made him stumble or maybe it was the booze... He told me everything like he had nothing to lose... I soaked up his profundity, absorbing it all... When I woke up this morning, the old man was dead in the hall....